This is a song about "Model"

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

My new bitch is now a model

That’s only if they handle

Up to a nigga. what type of role model am i? i love my brotha and i don't want

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Ima bad bitch on his hip man he call me his model

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

And wallowed in sorrow, borrowed cash, i'm a role model,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Despite the title, i'm hardly a role model,